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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was my senior year at Memorial high school. There were times of fun and enjoyment. There were times of sadness and disappointment. Nevertheless, they were all of what made up my senior year. It was the season of autumn, and summer was just ending. We were all coming back for one last year together. Everybody was very enthusiastic about our senior year. It felt so good to know that this was going to be the last year that I would have to go to high school, the last year to have to live at home with mom and dad, and the last year to be kid.
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